Demon Hand Divine Physician Volume 3 Chapter 37: Encountering an Old Acquaintance at the Immortal's Gate

  "Uh, I have something to ask your master, is he in?"

  He slowly regained his composure and shook his head: "He's not here. He left several months ago and hasn't come back since."

  "Where did he go?"

  "It seems like he's gone to the Immortal Realm." He said in a low voice, as he was also quite familiar with her, so he didn't plan on hiding it.

  "Really? Alright, fill this wine gourd for me then." She took out a wine gourd from her space and handed it to him. Xiaoliu accepted it but with a bitter face: "Still the best quality wine? Forget about it! This gourd is a magical artifact, even if I gave you all the best quality wine in the store, it still wouldn't be enough. How about I give you ten kilograms instead?"

  "Thirty kilograms, in three months I'll be leaving here too, pack thirty kilograms for me! When the time comes, I'll still have to come over."

  Xiao Liu's mouth twitched, he glanced at her and then said: "Alright!"

  "Miss, what wine is so good to drink? Didn't you used to just sip on light liquor before? Now you often drink?" Xia Xue looked at her in surprise, thirty jin of wine, and from the conversation between the two, it seemed that this wasn't their first time.

  "Haha, this Xiao Xuaner's wine is really good, go back and let you try a cup, you'll know. Since he's not here, then go to your master's place later!" She said with a smile, sweeping her gaze over the people who were lowering their heads in fear, before calmly withdrawing her gaze.

  Before long, Xiao Liu brought back a wine gourd and handed it over to her: "Alright, this has got to be drunk for more than half a year now."

  Tang Xin paid the gold coins and said, "If he comes back, tell him that Tian Yin was taken back to the Immortal Realm by her family. If he has a heart, let him go to the Immortal Realm to find her." With that, she left with Xia Xue, and as they walked out, the people inside couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  Xiao Liu looked at those people and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you all? Those two aren't some kind of beasts, do you need to be so afraid?"

  "Jackals and wolves? They are even more terrifying than jackals and wolves! Have you heard of the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor Tang Xin? The woman in green just now is her." Those people wiped away their cold sweat, let out a light breath, and had a look of lingering fear on their faces.

  "What? Impossible! She's actually the legendary doctor Tong Xin?" Little Liu stared with wide eyes, his face filled with incredulity.

  On the other hand, Tang Xin and Xia Xue went to a teahouse, heading towards the inn. After arriving at the inn, Xia Xue directly took her upstairs to a side room on the second floor, knocking on the door: "Master."

  "Here." A voice came from inside, and soon the door opened. Yeshuang, who was inside, saw Xiaoxue and Tangxin standing outside in a green dress, her eyes moved slightly, and for a moment she stared at her blankly.

  "Master, she is the young lady of our house." Xia Xue said softly, and introduced Tang Xin: "Young lady, this is my master in Beixianmen."

  "Miss Tang, I didn't expect Little Snow to actually invite you here, please come in." Ye Shuang came back to her senses and excitedly invited her inside. In a short period of time, she had already heard about the events that occurred at Nan Xian Men within the city. She was shocked and worried that Miss Tang wouldn't come, but unexpectedly, she arrived so quickly. It seemed that Little Snow held a special place in her heart after all.

  Tang Xin smiled and nodded, walking inside with the others. They sat down at a table before she said, "Mr. Ye Feng, thank you for taking care of Xiao Xue in Beixianmen."

  "It's my good fortune to have a good disciple like Xiaoxue." She personally poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her: "Miss Tang, you're here today, I suppose Xiaoxue has told you too?"

  "Hmm, she has said so, but whether it can be cured or not, I still need to take a look at your husband's current situation to know the chances of recovery."

  Upon hearing this, she suppressed the excitement in her heart and quickly got up: "He's inside, follow me." She led the two of them to the bedside inside, where the man on the bed had also woken up, his eyes open and staring at them with a hint of a smile.

  "He can't say a word and his body is paralyzed, it's been many years already."

  Tang Xin walked forward and felt his pulse, then examined his body. After a while, she took out a silver needle and pricked him several times to test his reaction. Seeing that he really didn't feel anything, she finally put the needle away.

  "Miss, how is it?" Xia Xue asked, while Ye Shuang beside her held her breath, afraid to hear something incurable from her mouth.

  His body was indeed unresponsive and unable to move, but fortunately his muscles had not atrophied, so he should still be able to recover, although it might take a long time. His condition was different from Hua Fei Hua's, and estimated recovery would take at least a year.

  After putting away the silver needle, she unbuttoned the man's chest and examined his internal organs and blood vessels before turning to Ye Shuang and asking: "Have you been regularly giving him spiritual energy to activate the blood flow throughout his body?"

  Because of her words, Ye Shuang was excited and couldn't hide it. When she heard that she could recover, she was overjoyed and her eyes turned slightly red. Upon hearing her words, he hastily nodded: "Yes, I used spiritual energy to help him activate the blood and meridians in his body."

  "En, that's right, his five zang and six fu organs are still functioning well, except for some damage to individual meridians, but this is not a problem."

  "Miss Tang, does that mean my husband can really recover?" She asked, holding her breath, as if she saw hope.

  "Alright." She gave a definite tone, saying: "However, you can bring him along with me back to Nan Xian Men. I will only be staying in Nan Xian Men for three months, and during these three months, I won't have the time to run around. If you want to cure him, it's best to do it as soon as possible."

  "Alright, alright, we'll go to Nan Xian Men with you!" She was overjoyed, grasping the hand of the man on the bed: "Did you hear that? You can stand up again and come with us. Today, we've finally waited for this day..." Tears of joy fell, and the man on the bed also shed tears.

  Xia Xue, who was standing beside her, felt a sense of relief in her heart. She knew that there was nothing Miss couldn't do.

  So, Ye Shuang took her husband and followed Tang Xin back to Nan Xian Men. The next day, Tang Xin prepared the things for treatment and came to Ye Shuang's residence. Yun Feng's disciples had all moved elsewhere, and now everyone living in Yun Feng was Tang Xin's people. With Ye Shuang and her husband added, the distance wasn't far, which made it convenient for them to move around. Also, after Tang Xin's matter spread, the sect master gave an order, fearing that some disciples would disturb her, so he relocated some of Yun Feng's disciples.

  "Master Ye Feng, undo his clothes, I need to give him an injection." Tang Xin said while preparing the silver needle.

  "Alright." Yeshuang undressed him, leaving his entire body naked, but still covering his waist with a piece of cloth. Only then did he say, "Miss Tang, it's done."

  "Uh-huh." Táng Xīn turned around, holding the silver needle and walking forward. With a serious expression, she said to Yè Shuāng: "You wait over there for now, I'll need your help later. Remember, don't interrupt me or disturb me, otherwise if my hand slips even slightly, the place where the silver needle enters will change the outcome."

  "Okay."

  Ye Shuang solemnly responded, watching her insert the silver needle into his acupoints. At first, she wasn't so tense, but after a while, she became worried and frightened, because some of the acupoints where her silver needle was inserted were actually fatal points. When her hand holding the silver needle fell at that moment, she almost wanted to step forward to stop it, but reason forced her to hold back. She should trust him - Gui Shou Tian Yi Tang Xin wasn't an ordinary doctor; if he said it could be done, then it definitely could be done. She couldn't suddenly step forward, or else she would regret it and have no way to make up for it.

  Tang Xin used the silver needle to stimulate the man's nerves again, each needle was inserted in a very dangerous and deadly spot. If it were someone else inserting the needles, they would likely die instantly with just one prick, but she was the opposite. The seemingly deadly needle could have a miraculous effect of reviving the dead. After about half an hour, she slowly removed the silver needles from his body, then let out a light sigh and said: "Help him turn over, make him face down, back up." As she spoke, she walked to the table to take a sip of water.

  Ye Shuang also let out a sigh of relief, and walked forward to turn him over. He then came to the table and asked: "Miss Tang, I just saw that several of the acupoints where you inserted the needle were fatal points. How did the needle go in, yet..."

  Upon hearing this, Tang Xin smiled: "This is where I differ from others when it comes to using needles. Although you see me pricking what appears to be a fatal acupoint, the actual spot where my silver needle enters is not a fatal point, but rather the edge of the fatal point. Unless one is extremely well-versed in the acupoints, they would never find this particular point. Even if someone did manage to locate it, they wouldn't dare to lightly prick it with a needle, because even the slightest deviation would result in death."

  After hearing her words, she felt a tremble in her heart and only felt a wave of regret in her mind. Fortunately, she didn't go forward just now, otherwise, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  "Wait until I finish the acupuncture on his back, then you can soak him in the medicinal water. I estimate that Xiaoxue's medicine will be ready soon." As she spoke, she walked forward and continued to administer acupuncture on his back. Ye Shuang, at this moment, had only admiration in his heart, standing quietly by the side, waiting until she withdrew the silver needle and turned around before stepping forward.

  "The clothes don't need to be worn, I'll go take a look at Xiaoxue's medicine." Tang Xin said, stepping out of the house. At this time, Xiaxue walked up from not far away and said: "Miss, I've already decocted the medicine."

  "Okay, just have your master bring it into the house and tell her to soak it for two hours. The medicinal water cannot be cold."

  "Good." Xia Xue responded with a single word, then she poured the well-cooked medicinal water into the large bathtub in the house.

  After resting for a while, Tang Xin arrived at Yunfeng's alchemy room, prepared all the spiritual herbs needed for the foundation-building pill, and then took out the real dragon cauldron to start refining the foundation-building pill. In the blink of an eye, another day passed, until evening when she finally came out of the alchemy room. Alchemy consumes spiritual energy and physical strength. After coming out of the alchemy room, she first sat down at the table, took out some spiritual fruits to replenish her internal energy and quickly recover her physical strength.

  Her gaze fell on the sky, and she couldn't help but think of Mu Chenfeng. She didn't know how he was doing after he left. Three months had passed since she stayed in this place for three months, and after passing through the Spiritual Beast Forest, it would take even longer. It's estimated that it will be impossible to reach the Immortal Realm in the near future. The Southern Immortal Gate incident has caused a stir throughout the city, but the immortal who was chasing her has not appeared again. This tranquility made her feel that there were unknown conspiracies waiting for her behind her back.

  After resting for a while, she got up and walked back to where Ba Cuo and Mo were. They were currently exchanging blows with the Twelve Dragon Riders. She stopped in her tracks and watched from afar. The Twelve Dragon Riders' strength was steady and unwavering, whereas Ba Cuo's group had been trained by her personally. Mo was a ruthless killer, each of his moves being a lethal and merciless finishing blow. What he had learned shared some similarities with Ba Cuo's style - both focused on capturing or killing their opponents at the fastest speed possible.

  Seeing their evenly matched battle, her eyes flashed slightly. The Twelve Dragon Riders were of the dragon tribe, and it could be said that their strength was sealed away. What they had displayed now was only ten percent of their true strength. If the seal was lifted, their strength would surely surge greatly. And if they were to coordinate with the Eight Trigrams, they could form an unbeatable team.

  "Master." The crowd discovered her and immediately stopped, lined up neatly and called out respectfully.

  "Uh-huh." She walked over, took out a Foundation Establishment Pill from her space and handed it to them: "This is the Foundation Establishment Pill I just refined. You can find time to break through the Refining Qi stage on your own." As she spoke, her gaze turned to the Twelve Dragon Riders: "You are of the dragon tribe, this Foundation Establishment Pill won't have much effect on you. But I have a medicinal pill here that can enhance your strength. Keep it for now! If you encounter danger in the future, you can take it and your strength will increase tenfold instantly, but the duration is only one hour."

  "Yes." The Twelve Dragon Riders responded with joy, took over her elixir and distributed it to the people behind them. Ba Sha and Mo also held the foundation-building pill with great joy, with the foundation-building pill, they could easily break through the foundation period, their strength would be greatly enhanced, which was a great thing for them.

  "Cultivation should be done in moderation, but excessive labor is also not good. After breaking through, you should relax a bit and not think about cultivation all day long. You must understand the principle of 'things will reverse when they reach an extreme'."

  "Yes." They nodded and put away the Tukigundan.

  At the same time, in the Xianxia world, Mocheng Feng arrived at the residence of Tang Zhengyu and his wife. As soon as he entered the house, he saw them sitting idly in the courtyard. Compared to when he left before, Tang Zhengyu's complexion had obviously improved.

  "Zhenfeng, you're here? Have you found your heart?" Bai Yan's expression couldn't help but show joy upon seeing him.

  "Found it." He walked in, looking at Tang Zhengyu who had regained consciousness, and smiled: "Uncle Tang's illness has recovered so quickly, his complexion is much better than when I left, it seems that the elixir given by the alchemist is still somewhat useful."

  "Yes! This is all thanks to you, if it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would still be unconscious now." Tang Zhengyu said with emotion, and asked: "You just said that Xiner has been found, but why didn't I see you bring her back together? Is she okay? Has she suffered any hardship?"

  Bai Yan also spoke up: "Yes! I didn't expect that this separation would be for two years, and I don't know how she is doing now."

  "You two can rest assured, she's fine. She thought you both had already passed away and was overjoyed when she found out. Originally, she wanted me to bring her along with us, but I think since we've found her now, and her current strength is still too weak, it would be better for her to temper herself for a while longer. After all, this cultivation world is full of powerful cultivators; if she were to suddenly enter, I'm afraid the challenges she'd face wouldn't just be limited to what's present today."

  Mo Chenfeng said in a low voice, walking to the edge of the table and sitting down. "Besides, that cultivator who has been chasing her is now nowhere to be found. The best way to scold her is to let her stay there and gain experience for now. When she becomes stronger, it's not too late to come over."

  After hearing his words, the two of them nodded: "Mm, you also make sense. Indeed, such things cannot happen again. As long as we know she's alive and well, we can rest assured. This cultivation world is indeed fraught with danger. Without the ability to protect oneself, entering this place would likely require some time to adapt."

  "Uncle Tang's body has recovered, and I've also reassured her not to worry. When she comes here one day, I'll bring her to meet the two of you." As he spoke, his lips curled up slightly, and a hint of tenderness and pride flashed in his phoenix-like eyes as he said to the two of them: "I have another piece of good news to share with you both - she is now a Dan Saint, which has never happened before on the Tiger's Roar Continent. Even in this cultivation world, only one Dan Saint-level alchemist has appeared in hundreds of years."

  Upon hearing this, the two of them looked at each other with joy and exclaimed in unison: "That's great! This way, she will have an extraordinary status in the cultivation world in the future." Having lived here for some days, they knew some things about this place. To stand firm in this strong cultivator-filled world, aside from having a powerful backer, one's own strength was also extremely important. No matter where you were, the strong were revered, and every place was under the rule of the strong. The fact that Heart could become a Dan Saint was undoubtedly a tremendous joy.

  "This time I came back to retreat and cultivate, I estimate that it will be a short while before I come over again. If you have any needs or want help with anything, let the courtyard guards handle it. If they can't handle it, they'll notify me. This spatial ring contains some gold coins and useful medicinal pellets, keep them for now, I'll take my leave first and come back to see you after I exit seclusion." He placed a spatial ring in front of them, as he valued Tang Xin's loved ones just the same.

  "You haven't used up the ones you gave us last time, so we don't need these. You'd better take them back and keep them for yourself." They rarely go out, so they don't use many of these gold coins anyway, and there are still some left in the space ring he gave them last time!

  "Keep it! I don't need these things." He said, standing up and brushing off his white robe. "Then you take care of yourselves, I'll be leaving first." With that, he turned around and left, heading towards the Immortal Gate.

  In the world of immortal cultivation, there were at least eight or nine well-known sects. However, as fate would have it, the sect that Mu Chenfeng belonged to was actually the same one as Emperor Mochou and his companions. As a disciple of the sect leader, Mu Chenfeng held a high position and had broken through to the Golden Elixir stage before the age of thirty, earning him the title of Xianjun (Immortal Lord). The other disciples in the sect didn't know his name, only that he was known as the Dust-Sweeping Immortal Lord. Similarly, Mu Chenfeng wasn't aware that Emperor Mochou and his companions were also part of the same sect, given that there were tens of thousands of inner sect disciples alone, and he rarely returned to the sect anyway.

  However, on the way back to Xianmen today, I unexpectedly caught a glimpse of that unfamiliar person, Emperor Shang Mo. His silver hair stood out among the many disciples, and Mu Chenfeng, who was riding a fire qilin, happened to glance down and saw him.

  Seeing the former famous first young master of the Dragon and Tiger Continent now become a silver-haired, soulless shell, he didn't have even half a bit of sympathy. On the contrary, seeing him, a cold intent flashed in her phoenix-like eyes. She clearly remembered how deeply he had hurt her when her home was destroyed and she was left alone and helpless. This man, who she thought would shield her from the wind and rain, accompany her through all hardships, had abandoned her instead.

  He never thought that Tang Xin would also embark on the path of cultivation, and her cultivation was even higher than his. The woman who had been hurt by him would eventually reappear in front of him one day, but by then, her gaze would no longer fall on him, and her elegance and beauty would be dazzling to behold. He looked forward to that day's arrival, looking forward to seeing the expression of regret and unbearable pain on his face. How deeply he had hurt her, even if she didn't ask for revenge, he would still avenge her!

  A flash of cold light in the phoenix's eyes, as it rode on a fire qilin from high above, the crowd of famous disciples below did not notice, and when they noticed, they looked up to see only a white figure riding a ancient divine beast fire qilin flying by, disappearing into the crowd's curious line of sight...

  Di Shang Mo also followed the crowd's line of sight, but similarly only saw that distant white figure, listening to the disciples around him saying that it was Fu Chen Xian Jun's mount, Huo Qi Lin, so the white figure on top must be Fu Chen Xian Jun.

  Is it Lord Dustpan?

  He stared blankly, taking a long time to withdraw his gaze, and continued walking forward. For some reason, the once quiet heart seemed to no longer feel any warmth or palpitations, as if his heart had died along with Tang Xin's knife that year.

  Our feelings have faded away, our fate has come to an end. From now on, you and I are like this strand of hair - cut off with one knife stroke! Even if we meet again, we'll be strangers!

  Goodbye is also a stranger... Does she really hate him that much? Is it really goodbye and strangers again? Goodbye? I'm afraid he and she will never meet again in this life...

  "Xiao Mu, I've been looking for you all day, what are you doing here?" Liu Shaobai walked over, they were both entered the immortal gate together, and now naturally also in the same immortal gate. Two years after entering the immortal gate, apart from cultivating, they still cultivated. Originally thought to return to Longteng Continent to see their relatives, but who knew that once entering the immortal gate was like a deep sea, worldly mundane relationships would only hinder their cultivation. Therefore, their master also disagreed with letting them leave the immortal gate and return to Longteng Continent. This trip has already been two years, yet they haven't returned even once.

  He lowered his eyelids and hid the expression in his eyes: "Is there something?"

  "The master is looking for you, asking you to go to his palace."

  "Hmm." He responded with a murmur and stepped forward.

  Behind him, Liu Shaobai looked at his soulless appearance and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. It had already been two years, yet he was still like this. If only he had known how things would turn out today, why did he have to let go of her hand back then?

  He gazed up at the sky, recalling that breathtakingly beautiful face, his expression a little dazed. He wondered how she was doing now? Such a delicate woman, having experienced the destruction of her family and loss of loved ones, with only herself left, could she stand firm in the Dragon Continent? Would anyone bully her? Thinking of the scene where she had parted ways with Emperor Mo in a decisive and heart-wrenching manner back then, he let out another soft sigh.

  "Shaobai, where's Meng?" Su Zhen Nan patted his shoulder from behind, and following him was a white-robed figure with a light veil covering her face - Su Ruoshui. Su Ruoshui was originally beautiful, with a slender and elegant figure. Now, wearing a white robe and a light veil, she exuded an even more mysterious and extraordinary aura. Only a very small number of people in the entire immortal sect knew that under her light veil were carved the words "despicable person". Although they had been treating her, it was said that there was some improvement, but they had never seen with their own eyes how well she had recovered.

  They had seen her most embarrassing moments, and for them, they were already familiar with her to the point of being unable to be more familiar. On the other hand, some disciples in the Immortal Sect were infatuated with her beautiful and elegant figure, captivated by that cold and proud demeanor. Even if she didn't reveal her face under the veil, there were still many pursuers in the Immortal Sect.

  Su Ruoshui's gaze swept past Liu Shaobai and slowly lowered, Emperor Shang Mo, that man, she was defeated and humiliated for him on the Dragon Continent, but he never looked at her straight in the eye. Was Su Ruoshui really inferior to Tang Xin, that cheap woman?

  Under her sleeve, her fingernails dug deep into her palm, she hated him, and also hated Tang Xin. But compared to Tang Xin, she hadn't lost yet. She had entered the cultivation world and become a disciple of the largest sect in the cultivation realm. The male disciples in the sect were infatuated with her, and her master treated her with great care and taught her diligently. As a cultivator, she had endless lifespan, could live freely between heaven and earth, and roam everywhere, while Tang Xin would forever be stuck on the small Dragon Ascending Continent, waiting for death!

  Thinking like this, she felt a lot more relieved in her heart. Under the veil, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she gently stroked her own face. After her master had searched for medicine many times to give it to her, the scar on her face had already healed completely. Moreover, due to her cultivation, her skin was even more delicate and radiant than before. The ugly appearance she had shown in the Dragon Ascending Continent would not be known by the people of the Immortal Sect; she was still a noble and unattainable woman in the eyes of the sect's disciples, still an object of their pursuit.

  Liu Shaobai saw that it was the two of them, his expression turned solemn, and he asked somewhat indifferently: "The Master called him away on some business, he just left, do you have something to discuss with him?"

  "I want to ask him to help me refine a piece of equipment. Last year, I accidentally obtained a piece of fine iron and wanted to see if I could refine it into an artifact. Since he went to Master's place, I can go find him later." Su Zhen Nan said, among the few people, Emperor Miao had the potential to be an equipment refiner, and in these two years, he has been developing in this direction, and some artifacts were something he could refine.

  "That's good, I'll leave first too." Liu Shaobai nodded and turned to leave, but was stopped by Su Zhen Nan: "Shaobai, why are you still like this? Just because of Tang Xin, you're not considering our years of friendship? This thing has passed for two years, are you still blaming me for pointing my sword at her back then?"

  "No, you're overthinking it."

  "Since there was no reason, why did you distance yourself from us after we entered the immortal gate together?"

  Liu Shaobai looked at him deeply with his eyes, but didn't say a word. Su Zhen'nan felt a pang of guilt when he saw that gaze, because back then when he left, he had secretly told Liu's father that if he got the chance, he would get rid of Tang Xin, and now he wondered if Liu knew about it.

  "I still have something to do, I'll leave first." Saying that, he didn't look at the two of them again, and with a swish of his sleeve, he strode away.

  "Have you heard? Yunlai Peak's Dust-Wiping Immortal has returned."

  "He is the disciple of the gate master, with even higher cultivation power and a status higher than that of the other peak masters. I heard that even the other peak masters have to respectfully address him as 'Xian Jun' when they meet him!"

  "I wonder what the Dust-Wiping Immortal looks like? He didn't seem to be cultivating in the immortal gate before, and he wasn't often at the immortal gate. How did he suddenly come back?"

  Several disciples were whispering among themselves, about the Dust Sweeper Immortal, a legendary figure in the immortal sect. He was someone that everyone was curious about, yet even inner sect disciples had no chance of seeing him, only knowing that he was as handsome as a banished immortal, with an ethereal and refined temperament, and possessed unparalleled nobility...

  "Alas, I heard that Dust-Wiping Immortal Lord had already formed his Golden Elixir before the age of thirty. His talent is so formidable, his future cultivation will surely not be limited to this. If only I could become his concubine to warm his bed, but unfortunately, it's hard for us to even meet."

  In the world of cultivation, powerful cultivators are revered by all. Similarly, the women around them are also famous and become concubines of the strong. For some female cultivators who can no longer increase their strength, becoming a concubine of a powerful man is the best destination, because if they don't have a strong backer, they may end up being used as a furnace or cauldron.

  The furnace tripod, some male cultivators absorb the yin yuan from a woman's body to boost their yang energy during intimacy, which can accelerate their cultivation speed. However, women who become furnace tripods age quickly and lose their vitality soon, often dying within a few years due to exhaustion. This is the most feared situation for female cultivators.

  But sometimes, if a woman has a beautiful face and figure, she might be forcibly taken by a powerful male cultivator to become his furnace tripod. As a furnace tripod, one is not even comparable to a concubine, existing solely for the male cultivator's cultivation and endless intimacy, without any dignity.

  Listening to their words, Su Zhen Nan and Su Ruo Shui exchanged a glance and also walked away. On the road, Su Ruo Shui opened her mouth to ask: "Elder brother, do you know that Dust Sweeping Immortal? I've never heard of his affairs before. What's his background?"

  "I'm not very clear either, in the Xianmen, those above the peak master are not something that we disciples can ask about, I haven't heard much about the matter of Fucheng Xianjun, but I do know, just like what those few disciples said, this Fucheng Xianjun has an extraordinary status in the Xianmen, and it's unknown what he's come back for this time."

  Upon hearing this, Su Ruo Shui lowered her eyes and thought of the words spoken by that female cultivator earlier. She was also pondering in her heart. A Dan-stage cultivator under thirty years old, his future prospects were boundless. Emperor Xian, that man had already lost all hope for her, now he's just a walking corpse, even if she wanted to go back it would be useless. It's better to find another way out. With her good reputation in the immortal sect and her innate talent for cultivation, perhaps this was an opportunity...